I made a special Valentines Day breakfast for my family a few years ago. My youngest, 14 at the time, sat down and took in the spread. The table was loaded with sweet orange rolls, maple sausage links, scrambled eggs, bacon, english muffins, grapes, orange tangerine juice and coffee. “Mmm,” he said with a smile, “I wish we had apple butter!” I’m sure I put both hands on my hips and served him up a quick retort but he didn’t do anything I haven’t done a million times. Haven’t I also glanced at all the good around me and wished for just a spoon more?
On a trip to Aruba with friends, I got a small taste of that island dream. We lounged and laughed on the beach for days, enjoying our sunny, blue spot two thousand miles from home. It was awfully windy though, one of us would occasionally comment. The wind just blew and blew all day long. One afternoon on the white sand beach, that annoying wind died down for just a few seconds. We were instantly baked in such heat we never spoke of the wind again.
Christ’s perfect light continually pours into my moments, blessing me. Too often, however, I am busy trying to adjust and fine tune things to my whims and fail to feel His ever present rays upon me. Christ’s love and fullness, His perfect abundance, healing and completion overflow into my every moment. Behold! He is sufficient!
He is the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of his nature, and he upholds the universe by the word of his power. After making purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high…. Hebrews 1:3
Meeting God at the Park 